[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

The lights dimmed, and the spotlight fell on the teenager in the center of the stage.

In the spotlight, the teenager is slender, with a tie hanging loosely around his neck.A head of curly brown hair was fluffy.His palm-sized face was lightly made up, his eye shadow was light pink, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, his lips were blood-colored, and the crimson shirt made his face even more charming and charming.

The boos from the audience gradually subsided.

The music is ringing.

Mo Yihuan stepped on the beat, spinning and jumping, every movement was light and neat.The light changes alternately, and the young man's fast and smooth dance steps are accompanied by heavy drums, electronic sounds and dance music mixed with various instruments. The audience in the audience can't help but hold their breath and watch intently.

... The two completely incompatible temperaments of charming and handsome are fully reflected in this dancing boy at this moment.

The last beat finally fell, and the audience was completely silent.

The young man was short of breath, his face was reddish, there was a slight smile on his lips, and his eyes twinkled like stars.He faced the audience and bowed slightly.

After a moment of silence, there was a burst of intense applause from the audience, which lasted for a long time.

However, Mo Yihuan didn't care about the applause, his first reaction was to look at Ji Yue.

The man also looked at him, his dark eyes were like an abyss that could not see the end, the eyes were deep and hot, and they cast them on him.

Mo Yihuan lowered his head, but the smile on his lips deepened.

The result of the promotion will be determined by the audience's vote for a while, and Mo Yihuan has to go back to the waiting room to wait for the result.He walked off the stage and went back to the lounge. The reporter was already waiting for him with a microphone.

This reporter was arranged by the program team to conduct live interviews with every contestant who finished the competition, and the content of the interviews was broadcast live.

The reporter first asked a few irrelevant questions, such as how he felt about his performance this time, and whether he has confidence in the promotion. After Mo Yihuan answered them one by one, the reporter suddenly changed the subject: "May I ask what happened to the rumors today?" See? Is the relationship between you and Ji Yue really as rumored on the Internet?"

Mo Yihuan didn't expect the reporter to attack suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.

However, facing the camera lens, he forced himself to calm down quickly, and said calmly: "I accidentally twisted my foot when I was practicing dancing that day, and he sent me home. He is really a very gentle and kind person." People will always be my respected teachers, and I hope the outside world will not misinterpret our relationship."

When the reporter saw that Mo Yihuan hadn't been asked, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't say anything else, so he gave up unwillingly.

The interview was finally over, and Mo Yihuan was the only one left in the lounge.

In order to practice dancing, he slept for a total of five hours in the past two days.He originally wanted to wait for Ji Yue to come back after the show, but after sitting for a while, he soon couldn't help being sleepy, lay down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he found a piece of clothing covering his body.The faint scent of red sandalwood on the clothes rushed into the tip of his nose, and he knew whose clothes it was.

Mo Yihuan sat up, and when she looked up, she saw Ji Yue was sitting next to her, leaning on the back of the sofa, her eyes were lightly closed, she seemed to be asleep too.

Mo Yihuan moved closer and saw the faint dark circles under Ji Yue's eyes. He thought of Ji Yue rushing to make announcements during the day and dancing with him until three or four in the morning at night, so he couldn't help feeling a warm current in his heart.

He leaned over and kissed the man's lips lightly.

The man's crow-like eyelashes trembled, and then opened. When he saw the young man in front of him, a soft smile quickly appeared in his black eyes.

"Why are you awake?" Mo Yihuan said awkwardly, "...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disturbed you."

Ji Yue hugged the boy from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and said with a smile in his voice: "Try saying 'I'm sorry' to me again?"

Mo Yi laughed happily. He fell backwards into the man's arms and asked softly, "Have I advanced yet?"

Ji Yue said: "Your number of votes in the preliminary round is the first, hundreds of votes higher than the second."

Mo Yihuan's eyes lit up, and his heart jumped up: "Really? Then I can enter the final?"

"Yeah." Ji Yue said, eyebrows raised slightly: "I saw your interview."

Mo Yihuan saw that something was wrong with Ji Yue's expression, he blinked and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yue said in a deep voice: "What do you say I am? 'A teacher who has always been very respectful'?"

Mo Yihuan didn't expect him to be angry, so he smiled and bumped the man lightly with his shoulder: "Hey, this is a live interview, what else do you want me to say?"

"I know." Ji Yue said solemnly: "I mean, we don't need to hide it. If you want to make it public, we can make it public at any time."

Mo Yihuan's eyes widened in astonishment: "Are you crazy? You are very popular now, and if you make it public, you will be banned!"

Ji Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, I can afford you."

"I'm not joking with you," Mo Yihuan got a little angry, his cheeks puffed up, and he said sullenly: "If it's not public, I won't if I say no!"

Seeing Mo Yihuan's persistence, Ji Yue paused and sighed: "... Forget it, I'll listen to you."

The boy in front of him smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, leaned forward and kissed him "baji": "Teacher, I knew you were the best!"

"Heh," the man raised the corners of his lips, his eyes darkened: "You know I'm your teacher, and you still want to seduce me?"

Mo Yihuan blinked her eyes, her heart suddenly aroused.He hooked the man's neck, smiled narrowly, and leaned into his ear: "Hey, teacher, how did I dance just now?"

"...You still ask me?" Ji Yue whispered, even gnashing his teeth: "Who made you dance like that? Do you know that I really wanted to catch you back, lock you up, and have a good time?" punish you."

The man's tone was gloomy, but to Mo Yihuan, it seemed to be the most beautiful love words in the world.

... Even after coming to this world, Ji Yue's almost pathological possessiveness has not changed at all.

Mo Yi laughed happily, his pupils trembling slightly, and looked at the man in front of him: "Teacher, why are you so perverted?"

"You still call me teacher?" The man narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said in a threatening tone, "...you mean to make me angry, right?"

The boy smiled playfully: "Yes, teacher!"

Ji Yue pressed the young man's shoulders, pushed him against the back of the sofa, chuckled lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "...But, I still prefer to hear you call me Dad when you beg for mercy."

Mo Yihuan was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, his face immediately turned red, and he nudged Ji Yue lightly from embarrassment: "Hey, don't you want to be ashamed!"

"Who was the one who seduced me first? Why are you so shy now?" The man smiled, and after finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed her impatiently.

A kiss tender and lingering.When Mo Yihuan was dizzy, the incident of being secretly filmed two days ago suddenly flashed through his mind. He hurriedly pushed Ji Yue away, and said with some anxiety: "Is it safe here? No one will be secretly filming or anything, right?" ..."

"No way," Ji Yue said with a smile, leaning over to the young man's ear, his breath was warm: "The door is locked, there are only two of us here, we can do whatever we want."

"Ah?" Mo Yihuan blinked stupidly, and blurted out: "What are you doing?"

"Be you." Ji Yue curled his lips: "I have to give you a little punishment for making you dance like this in front of so many people today."

Mo Yihuan protested: "Hey, I don't want to be here..."

Before the boy protested, the man kissed the delicate red lips in front of him again.

……

At the door of the lounge, a man stood.

There was a sweet and charming voice coming from the door, Song Zheji's face was a little gloomy, he stood for a while, then turned to leave.

Before he took two steps, he bumped into Ji Li head-on.

Song Zheji didn't seem to see him, and walked past him without turning his eyes.Ji Li, who was completely ignored, stomped behind him and said angrily, "Song Zheji!"

Only then did Song Zheji stop: "Is there something wrong?"

Ji Li stepped forward in three steps and stood in front of Song Zheji: "You don't have anything to say when you see me?"

"What did you say?" Song Zheji said coolly, "Oh yes, congratulations on getting No.2."

"You..." Ji Li was furious: "Are you so interesting?"

"Huh?" Song Zheji pretended to be puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"

Ji Li's face was flushed with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What are you pretending to be! You got that Mo Yihuan here! You did it on purpose, you meant to target me, right?"

"Just admit it if you are inferior to others, why are you still blaming me?" Song Zheji smiled mockingly, and then his face turned cold: "I still have something to do, don't stand in my way, get out of the way."

"Song Zheji!" Ji Li finally couldn't take it anymore, he said angrily at Song Zheji's back: "I've been chasing you for five fucking years, it's fine if you don't accept it, what's the point of targeting me everywhere? How much hatred?"

Song Zheji continued to stride forward as if he didn't hear it.

Ji Li shouted angrily behind him: "Hey, do you know what that Mo Yihuan of yours is doing with my brother in the lounge?"

"I don't know," Song Zheji said coolly, "I'm not interested in knowing either."

"Not interested?" Ji Li sneered: "Come on, isn't he your new prey? Don't you like him?"

Song Zheji's footsteps finally paused.

Without looking back, he said softly:

"Ji Li, listen to me, I can like anyone, except you."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Li's eyes widened in disbelief.

"……What did you say?"

Song Zheji turned around and said calmly with a blank face: "Don't you understand Chinese?"

"Okay!" Ji Li smiled angrily, his eyes flushed and said: "Song Zheji, you said that, if I like you in the future, I'm a fucking dog!"